She didn't attack me physically, but she did verbally eviscerate me. She used every piece of vocabulary she had learned since she was a child. She relied on insults provided by Shakespeare and other playwrights. She dug so deeply into me using language that the words left small cuts everywhere - like paper slices across my skin.
When she was done, I was sitting on the floor, staring out into space. I wanted to be anywhere but there. Any time but now.